A Day In The Country 
  
  
Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country 
Under the wonderful skies 
For a city bred feller a field of yeller 
Is quite a delightful surprise 
  
Oh you don't have to pay for a day in the country 
It's old mother nature who buys 
And while we keep going the breezes are blowing 
The cigarette smoke from our eyes 
  
You'll hear beautiful melodies played by an old water mill 
And a little red barn is spinning a yarn to the daffodils up on the hill 
Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country 
Far from the maddening throng 
A hobo hobnobbing with bluebird and robin 
We warble a merry old song 
And go rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along 
  
(Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country) 
(Under the wonderful skies) 
(For a city bred feller a field of yeller) 
(Is quite a delightful surprise) 
  
(Oh you don't have to pay for a day in the country) 
(It's old mother nature who buys) 
(And while we keep going the breezes keep blowing) 
(The cigarette smoke from our eyes) 
  
  
How I envy the fellas that live by a shady old nook 
And cute little guy who's casting a fly at a trout leaping out of a brook 
Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country 
Far from the maddening throng 
Just grab a valise full and go where it's peaceful 
And try vocalizing a song 
(Both) While you're rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along